Life's Too Short

A random collection of thoughts for a Friday:

Life's too short. . .

•  to wear uncomfortable underwear.  In recent years, I've slowly been switching both DH and my undergarments to more pricier brands than we've worn the 50+ years we've been out of diapers.  Shopping for comfort, not price, makes a world of difference in the underwear-wearing experience!

• to not have music while you work.  I've been looking, for almost a year now, for a radio to put in my barn so that I might have music while I'm doing chores out there.  Being that I don't subscribe to or stream music, my target is just a good old plug-into-the-wall AM/FM radio.  Finding one proved to be way harder than I thought it would be.  Most non-streaming type radios that I found for sale ran on batteries.  Now, anything that lives in the barn aisle, like my radio is intended to, is going to get dang cold in the winter months.  And we all know (at least, I think it's common knowledge) that cold drains batteries faster, even when not in use.  So I didn't want anything that was only battery powered.  I needed a grid-tied radio!  Last week, I finally found one on a chance trip to the local Goodwill.  For only $7.29 plus tax, I now have an old-school radio that plugs into the wall and doesn't stream a dang thing, LOL.  Bonus, it has a CD player!  I gave it a test run out in DH's shop while painting some more ceiling boards for the tack room on the day I bought it.

• to not have fun with work.  DH's sister and brother-in-law recently had an old, large hard maple tree cut down next to their house.  They offered us the trunk and large branch pieces for firewood.  DH went and got them on Saturday.  Big and heavy, they required use of the tractor to remove from the trailer he'd hauled them home on.  DH operated the tractor (and forks) while I was in charge of wrapping the strap around them and hooking each end of it to the tractor forks.  I also snuck in a few pictures while we worked.

• to not bring flowers into your house.  I have irises blooming all over the place currently.  Some were so heavy that the stalks were falling over.  Those, I cut and brought into the house.  Now my kitchen smells like root beer, yum!

• to not take time off now and then. My daughters and granddaughters and I are heading off to Shipshewana for a day and a half next week.  We're all looking forward to it; the granddaughters mostly excited about swimming in the very nice pool at the place we stay when we go to Shipshe and eating at the buffet at the Blue Gate, the adults have our shopping lists ready (birthday and Christmas gift buying ideas as well as household goods and a can't miss trip to E&S for groceries) plus are just savoring the thought of not needing to take care of our homes for a bit.